After a bit of wiggling around and moving his new paw, the Fox began to change and lick the other heads. This new form was... Strange, to say the least. For whatever reason, you had a modicum of autonomy from the Fox, able to move your digits and inspect yourself as you see fit. After a few moments, the Fox finishes changing the other heads into paws, smiling. He then looks down to you, smiling wider.
"Aren't you curious... Maybe i should clean you first..."
He raises you to his muzzle, rubbery tongue lolling out of it in preparation. You felt... Oddly satisfied with this. Your digits wiggle a little as he begins to lick any dirt or dust from your surface. It felt... pleasurable. Almost orgasmic. Being cleaned was... Right. Being a paw was right. The Fox continues to lick you, steadily suppressing your mind as what used to be your body begins to change further, to fit this fox. His skin starts to fit his color scheme, and become more rubbery, filled with air... This felt good...